The Jiujiu Hall closed its doors and closed its doors. Aunt Hong lived in a three-in-one yard not far away. The woman's body was overcast, and she was afraid of the cold when it was cold. Talking about melon seeds, the woman quietly listened to Aunt Hong's nagging, without the slightest bit of impatience. After finishing the housework and field work in the ordinary fields, most of the women with a little craftsmanship like to pick up a pair of delicate scissors to kill their spare time. Besides, I can’t afford to support too much. Aunt Hong is a pretty old widow, but no one dares to tell the widow her right and wrong. In her spare time, she only likes paper-cutting. For happy occasions, everyone is willing to come to Aunt Hong to ask for some time-consuming and labor-intensive happy letter flowers and pasting paper flowers. The windows by the kang are covered with Aunt Hong’s exquisite paper-cuts, which echoes the saying of the older generation who open the window to see happiness. On cloudy days, Aunt Hong would hang a "Sweeping Lady" under the eaves, which is very effective. Aunt Hong was nibbling melon seeds, and occasionally freed up her hands to teach the women around her how to cut them, but her woman was so troublesome, but her hands were clumsy, which caused Aunt Hong to make a few good-natured jokes and laughs, and Aunt Hong couldn't keep her mouth shut and talked nonsense. Gossiping, talking about it, most of them are from that family.
"Both of these girls should blame Lame Xu."
"The little guy should also blame his parents."
"One is reluctant to bear Xu Xiao, and the other is reluctant to bear those dead brothers. In the end, it is my own child who suffers."
"I even blame those so-called loyal ministers. Xu Xiao is not a gentleman full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but he is upright in his actions. How can he be compared to a bullshit gentleman? When will Xu Xiao feel sorry for anyone who should be worthy?"
"Zhao Zhi is narrow-minded. He can't see that Wu Su is better than her, and Xu Xiao is better than his man. Whoever knows her is unlucky!"
The young woman is cutting a magpie to climb the plum blossoms. After the shape is awkward and funny, she smiles blushingly. Aunt Hong smiled and comforted, "Not bad, it's the first time you have scissors."
The woman put down the small cut red paper and sighed.
Aunt Hong looked at the window lattice, dazed.
The Xilei wall was deadlocked, and fourteen people from the former northern Liang tribe in the capital, including Ma Ling, crashed to death in front of the palace gate together to quell the rumors that the general Xu Xiao would draw a river with Xichu to rule. Beat the drums in white clothes, and the world will be settled in one battle. In that year, during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Eight Kingdoms, although the Western Shu and the Southern Tang were still struggling, it was already difficult for them to escape the power of the two iron cavalry of Yang, Xu and Gu. The iron hooves of the Xu family were only three hundred miles away from the imperial city of Western Chu, and Xu Xiao was sent to Beijing to receive the reward by an urgent imperial decree traveling four or eight hundred miles a day. What awaited this hero was the case of white clothes in the capital. As a result, Western Chu was besieged for three years and survived. At that time, the prince Zhao Yi, who had not yet become the king of Guangling, wanted to take the opportunity to reap the great military exploits. In those three years, the young Xu Fengnian, as a hostage, was "under house arrest" at the Dantong Pass, which is 700 miles south of Tai'an City. More than ten thousand, just to target the female sword fairy and the young and immature children.
The woman asked suddenly: "Aunt Hong, don't you regret meeting Uncle Xun Ping?"
The woman shook her head and smiled, "Chen Yu, when you really like someone, you won't ask such stupid questions."
The woman also shook her head, "It's a pity I can't meet you."
Aunt Hong suddenly thought of something, lowered her face and said gloomyly: "It's Yang Tulu's fate that he deserved to fall, he died well, when Yuan Benxi and Master Liuhao are slaughtered, people's hearts will be happy."
Chen Yu asked, "Who can kill?"
Aunt Hong smiled and said, "Anyway, she can't be a woman like me, and the little scissors only cut paper."
Chen Yu picked up the magpie Deng Mei, lifted it up and put it on top of her head, the light passed through the gap, reflecting on her face that could bring disaster to the country and the people. Even Aunt Hong, who used to be ashamed of the moon when she was young, was a little envious and moved. Chen Yu and Chen Yu were really prescient names.
Aunt Hong asked: "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to enter the Imperial Palace of Tai'an City, and instead go to a barren place like Beiliang to suffer?"
Chen Yu asked straightforwardly: "Auntie is saying that I was given a marriage to the son of Beiliang?"
Aunt Hong nodded.
Chen Yu smiled lightly, "Aren't they all the same?"
Aunt Hong laughed it off and waved the small scissors, "Come, I will teach you how to cut a fighting cock."
Chen Yu was stunned for a moment, and Aunt Hong explained with a smile: "The homophony of cockfighting is auspicious, and the meaning is auspicious."
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Everyone stared at the princess who was born out of nowhere, the subjugated princess of Western Chu. The elderly Beijing officials did not hinder their love of beauty. They had never seen such an outstanding woman. Yu can be compared to beauty, but Chen Yu is a woman who can only hold a brush and a needle, and will never come here with a sword.
A woman whose real name was Jiang Si but was changed into Jiang Ni by a bastard, she whispered five words, commanding the law of heaven.
The scabbard did not move, the Great Liang Dragon Sparrow had already come out of the sheath to take its head.
Two kinds of sword energy, big yellow and big purple, lingered on the slender ancient sword, and swept towards the eye-catching white python robe on the square.
The moment before the flying sword was unsheathed, Yuan Tingshan, who was able to climb the Dragon Gate to participate in the court meeting, had a smirk on his face, looked at Gu Jiantang, the future father-in-law, and stretched out his hand, "General, borrow the sword!"
Gu Jiantang's expression was calm, he didn't see any hesitation, and he didn't make any unnecessary movements. The Nanhua knife around his waist was like a green dragon coming out of the water, clanging out of its sheath. A blockbuster, almost crazy these days. If you don't make a move at this time, when will you wait? The children of your aristocratic family enjoy the glory and peace of mind, and I have to risk my life every time to seek wealth and danger. Whoever stops me will die! The moment Yuan Tingshan, whose realm has been soaring all the way, held the Nanhua Dao, his whole body was in a mess, as if possessed by heaven and man, as if he was in a daze, and with the sword in his hand, he immediately knew that the general had not only borrowed the Nanhua Dao, but also contained A majestic genuine energy, such kindness, how could Yuan Tingshan disappoint the father-in-law who is the world's number one knife user
Yuan Tingshan turned to hold the saber in both hands, his eyes were red, he shouted angrily, and slashed at the flying sword that fell to the ground in an arc.
On the city tower, Cao Qingyi, who was the strongest opponent to Gu Jiantang and Zhao Danping, turned a blind eye to them and said calmly: "We will return the ceremony of Northern Liang from the Western Chu."
This is the real thunder from the ground.
The notorious Yuan Tingshan slashed down with his saber, and it was as clever as it could have hit the tip of the Dragon Sparrow's sword in Great Liang, but the flying sword still swept straight away, without the blade trembling at all.
The Nanhua knife, one of the "double talismans", slid across Fei Jian's body in one go.
The square at the foot of Yuan Ting Mountain was cracked and flying stones splashed everywhere, and the sound pierced the eardrums. Fortunately, behind this mad dog were generals with martial arts skills. Feishi, and most of the rest are covered in a very embarrassing situation.
Xu Fengnian took a step with his left foot and took a step back with his right foot.
Hands up.
Cut off the river with one hand and shake Kunlun with the other.
One sword pierced through the two postures, and the tip of the sword pierced Xu Fengnian's chest.
Xu Fengnian said silently, "The sword is coming."
Xuanjia's childhood sweetheart, morning dew and spring water peach blossoms. The crescent-browed rosefinch and the yellow tung tree, the mayfly and the witch hazel are too ah.
Ding ding dong dong twelve rings.
Resounded throughout the imperial city.
The tip of the sword still did not change direction, only a foot away from Xu Fengnian's heart.
The sky and the earth are full of wind and clouds.
Then a dazzle of bright red crashed to the ground, like a thunderbolt coming from heaven to the world, trying to stand between Fei Jian and Xu Fengnian.
This red-robed yin creature, who had reached the pinnacle of the celestial phenomenon, stepped on the tip of the flying sword.
With six arms.
Showing compassion to others, looking at Xu Fengnian alone with joy.
Ever since the Immortal Qi Xuanzhu slayed demons on the lotus platform before Jiazi, this is probably the first time that the world has seen the demons descend into the world with their own eyes.
Yinwu stood on tiptoe, the flying sword turned upside down in front of it, and flung it into the air.
Jiang Ni poker-faced, stretched out a finger, and waved lightly.
Cao Changqing continued to say indifferently: "Er Xichu is still away from Yangli."
The flying sword assassinated the prince of Beiliang to no avail, and the Buddha still had enough power to spare. It was higher than the vermilion robe and the man in the white python robe, and flew towards the Emperor Liyang on the steps. world.
The emperor of the Zhao family clenched his fists tightly and did not take a single step back.
Chen Zhibao stretched out his hand to hold the stick of plum wine.
Press down.
The plum wine disappeared instantly.
Imperially, ambush one hundred thousand soldiers.
Ten steps away from the emperor of the Zhao family, the plum wine broke through the ground and hit the tip of the flying sword.
Hover in an instant.
Clearly there was no sound, and the civil and military officials who were not familiar with martial arts immediately covered their ears and squatted on the ground. Some weak civil officials even showed desolate signs of bleeding from their seven orifices.
Lu Shengxiang, Tangxi Sword Immortal Lu Baijie and others all leaped high, separating Feijian Plum Wine from the thousand-odd people from the chaotic, invisible Qi that was leaking out like a flood.
The plum wine finally bounced back into Chen Zhibao's hand.
Jiang Ni, who was standing on the scabbard, snorted coldly, and the flying sword returned to the sheath in a flash.
Almost at the same time, Xu Fengnian, whose mouth was getting more and more bloodshot, grabbed the arm of the penis and threw it viciously towards the wall on the side of Miyagi.
The big sleeves of the red robe, like a big red bat in the daytime, pounced on the burly old man beside Zhao Danping.
One of the two masters guarding the palace, in terms of realm, he is still above Zhixuan Han Diao Temple.
Artemisia master.
After Xu Fengnian threw out the yin object, he strode nearly ten feet in one step and floated towards Yuan Tingshan.
On Jiangnan Road, he once wanted to kill Xu Zhihu.
Xu Fengnian raised his arm, fingers like hooks, and said in a deep voice: "The sword comes again!"
Xuan Lei, Tai Ah, Peach Blossom, Golden Hazel, Huang Tong.
The five flying swords with the sharpest sword spirit smashed down in one go.
Immortal caresses the top!
Yuan Tingshan's complexion changed drastically, and the Nanhua Dao raised a dazzling light, and retreated step by step, but the blood in the palm of the tiger's mouth abruptly blocked the five swords, and after only three steps, it rolled sideways, splashing a string of blood on the back. The blood bead was cut through the official uniform he had dreamed of by an extremely vicious and tricky flying sword hovering over it. After finally rolling out the murderous intent, another five swords poured down like cold water, Yuan Tingshan's face was ferocious, and he had just walked out a few steps with a bright future, how could he stand here waiting to die! He gritted his teeth, pulled out the Nanhua Sword, and knocked the three flying swords into the air in one go. He tilted his head, dodged the one that passed by his cheek, and took advantage of the rebound of the Nanhua Sword, before the last flying sword passed through his heart. On his chest, Yuan Tingshan, who was not standing firmly at all, staggered and was about to fall. After all, he stood still, reached out and touched the blood, smiled instead of anger, and said with a smile: "Come again if you have the ability!"
The civil officials and military generals in the square were speechless, what a mad dog who is not afraid of death!
Afterwards, almost everyone was dumbfounded, only to see Xu Fengnian walking slowly, strolling in the garden, but Yuan Tingshan, who was inexplicably hostile by the prince of Beiliang, was jumping around like a grass carp that unfortunately fell on the shore ,sucker Punch.
It's less than five feet away.
Yuan Tingshan continued to splatter blood.
People in the world only know that Deng Tai'a, the God of Peach Blossom Swords, has twelve flying swords in his small box, but they don't know that there is a second person in the world who can control so many swords.
Finally to three feet.
Yuan Tingshan, who had been waiting for this moment, dodged the three deadly swords, and let the two swords penetrate his body and strike down with one knife.
The officials in the square who didn't dare to catch their breath broke into a cold sweat, hoping that this mad dog would kill that dreadful son of Beiliang in the city with one blow!
But the next scene made most people feel incredible, only Lu Sheng, like Lu Baijie and others shook their heads slightly, a little regretful and a little surprised.
Yuan Tingshan withdrew his saber against his anger and turned to the sharp edge.
Lu Shengxiang felt sorry for the real juncture of life and death, Yuan Tingshan didn't care about blessings, but he still regretted his life in the end, and didn't do the trick of exchanging one life for another.
Lu Baijie was amazed by Xu Fengnian's boldness. This person could win relatively easily, but he didn't. He still dared to bet that Yuan Tingshan was more afraid of death than him. This kind of fighting brought a huge psychological shadow to Yuan Tingshan, and I am afraid that he will never die. Can't be erased.
Xu Fengnian slapped the exhausted Yuan Tingshan's chest with his palm, stepped out continuously, grabbed Yuan Tingshan's foot in the air, turned around and slammed it on the ground.
A big pit.
Yuan Tingshan was obviously dying.
Gu Jiantang, who had been watching the battle with squinted eyes, finally took a step.
For Yuan Tingshan to die in the capital, he had to pass Gu Jiantang.
When the breeze blew up, the white-headed young man stood quietly in the square, with the big sleeves of the python suit fluttering in the wind.
As precarious as his life experience.
The eldest son of Xu, whom no one was optimistic about back then, finally tore off his cloak of failure.
Possesses an indescribable and inexplicable peerless demeanor.
Xu Fengnian looked at Yuan Tingshan in the pit, and grinned, "You alone? You are not worthy of my sword. You are lucky today, you have a good father-in-law. Next time, I will skin you with my own hands."